Chasing Anna: Day 5

Links to previous chapters:

[Day 1 Morning](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a7dbyr/chasing_anna_day_1_morning_mf_nosex_slow_start/)

[Day 1 Evening](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a7nt69/chasing_anna_day_1_evening_mf_noncon_slow_start/)

[Day 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a7yh3x/chasing_anna_day_2/)

[Day 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a8bh57/chasing_anna_day_3/)

[Day 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/admmc8/chasing_anna_day_4/)

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# Day 5

Anna awoke as the sun was rising, stomach growling. She checked her pack and frowned. In the excitement of the past few days she had neglected to forage for supplies. The blueberries from the third day were gone as were most of her packaged rations. She had food for the day, but that was it. She knew Nickie would be running low too. At the thought of Nickie, she blushed. She had let Nickie touch her before, but last night went much further. It was her first time being with a girl. Hell, it was her first time being with anyone. She could still smell the girl on her, she looked over at her friend sleeping next to her, skin smooth, almost glowing in the early morning light. Anna got up, not wanting to get caught staring at the naked girl beside her, and began breaking camp. A few minutes later, Nickie was up as well, helping her.

“Hey, you might want to wash your face” Nickie called over to her.

“Why? Is there something on me?” Anna replied.

“Yeah, me” Nickie laughed.

Nickie handed her a small mirror and she was horrified to see her face smeared with dried girl from the night before. Anna burned a deep crimson and ran to the stream to clean up, unsure how she could face her friend again. A few minutes later, Nickie followed her.

“Hey, sorry I embarrassed you. I forget that you are new to all this. Do you want to talk about it?”

Anna shook her head. Part of her did want to talk, but things were different in the light of day. They had to focus on evading their pursuers. There was no time To be a silly little girl, blushing at their nightly dalliances. She had to get control of herself.

“Let’s talk tonight” Anna said, trying to be matter of fact, “Right now we need to figure out how we can get some food and get up that cliff.”

“You find us a way up, I’ll work on the food.”

Anna nodded and they went their separate ways. She was glad to have a little space as she got used to the idea of their much closer relationship. She refused to give in to her urges with the boys, so why was she so fine with being with Nickie? She wasn’t even gay, yet she had let Nickie touch her, make her cum with both her fingers and her mouth. Anna had even willingly eaten out her friend, stretched her pussy as she fingered her. Why should she be so fine with making love to a girl when she refused to give in to those urges with the boys?

She was at the cliff now, looking carefully to see if there was any route they could climb. She grabbed an outcropping and began to pull herself up, putting her sexual crisis out mind for the moment. The rock was chalky, easy to grip, Perhaps they could climb the face after all. 4 feet up, a foothold crumbled under her, dumping her painfully back on the ground. She shuddered to think of what would happen if they fell from further up. Climbing was out of the question. She began to walk the length of the cliff, checking for any way around. Her mind turned back to Nickie.

She supposed it was really about control. She wasn’t really into women and the MRD was trying to drive her to the men, not the other girls. When she chose Nickie, it was her choosing, not the impulse of the pheromones. That was the difference. She shouldn’t be embarrassed or ashamed of letting Nickie scratch her itch for her. It was smart survival, clearing their heads so they could plan better.

The ground had grown soft and marshy as she approached the swamp. The cliff ran on, deep into the muck, still impassible. She turned around and backtracked, heading to check the lake side of the cliff.

And really, Anna thought, what’s so bad about returning the favor? Nickie had been so sweet to her, it was the least she could do to repay her kindness. Her pussy didn’t taste bad, and it was pretty hot to see her fingers disappear into the girls slit. She didn’t need to be bi to help the girl get off. They were friends, that’s all. Maybe friends with benefits, but they weren’t dating or anything. They weren’t really lovers.

The cliff wrapped around out of sight on the lake side. Anna waded out into the water trying to gain sight of some bit of shore they could swim to, but saw nothing but more of the same sheer face. Her entire plan seemed to have crumbled. She pulled out her map, trying to spot some alternate way, some other hiding spot, anything that could help. The back of the outcropping looked promising, but without eyes on it, she wasn’t sure there would be a good place to climb out of the water. A 3 foot drop off at the water’s edge could make it difficult to climb on land, but wouldn’t show on the map. The swamp was even worse. If there was no access on that side, and someone saw them in the mire, they would not be able to escape. Any man would be able to wait on dry ground until they were forced to slog their way out and into his grasp. She’d have to talk it over with Nickie, though there were really no good options. SHe started back towards their meet-up.

…

The boy watched from the woodline, much more cautiously now. They had caught sight of him before and the two girls could push a punishing pace if they needed to. Now they were separated though. This one, Anna, seemed to be trying to make her way past a cliff, no doubt trying to find good defensible ground to wait out the last few days. It was a good plan if they could make it, but they didn’t seem to be strong enough climbers to risk it. She was so close by, so distracted. She smelled so enticing. His cock strained at his shorts; his balls ached for release. He imagined sneaking up on her, taking her to the ground and claiming her right there. He wanted to give in, to dominate her, to rape her, to let himself bury his cock in the girls virgin cunt. He also hated those impulses. He was better than that. He had to be if he wanted to live with himself. He had to stick to the plan. There were things to do, things to prepare. He disappeared into the woods, heading back to watch Nickie.

…

Ma’am watched the monitors. Now that most of the women were claimed, each remaining girl had a live stream in the control center. This was the delicate stage. The early pairings were of no particular consequence, but here, in these last few, was the real promise. The remaining members represented the best features of the generation. A bad pairing here would derail months of work. It had taken almost the entire cycle to figure out Anna, leaving precious little time to prepare her and her intended mate to be paired. Now, they were on the cusp, they boy was right there, she was distracted, isolated, the flood of hormones from MRD had prepared her body and mind for the coupling. They were aiming for Day 6, but the boy had proved resourceful and now had her alone. The whole control room was silent, waiting with bated breath for the boy to make his move.

*Come one,* Ma’am thought, *she’s right there. Take her already!*

The boy backed off, returning to the woods towards the other girl.

“Get me his psych report! NOW!” Ma’am shouted. This could be a disaster. There was no indication he would go after Nickie, but if he did it would be a disaster. The silence broken, the room erupted in activity, everyone scrambling to make sense of the latest turn of events, trying to figure out some way of salvaging the situation. Direct action this late was out of the question, leaving very little they could do to steer the course of events, but there had to be SOMETHING they could do.

The report appeared in front on Ma’am, the underling disappearing unseen back into the crowd. Two reports actually. Nickie and Tim. Her people were good, she had asked just for the boy’s but hers was relevant too. She had seen these charts hundreds of times already, but scanned again looking for some clue to explain they boy’s retreat. Protective, moralistic, strong impulse control, all the things they wanted him for. It explained his reluctance to take the girl, but not backtracking to Nickie. What was the boy playing at? There was something she didn’t see, something unexpected going on.

…

Anna beat Nickie back and set up a simple blind as she waited for her friend to return with some food. Hidden from sight, she sat down and pondered her situation. 8 girls left, 10 boys. The strange thing seemed to be how so few people seemed to keep running into each other in the massive preserve. If the girls just scattered, most of them should be far enough apart that they shouldn’t run into each other in just a week. There should be a lot more people left, yet somehow they kept running into each other. Was there some sort of tracker on them? Did the boys have some way of cheating the system? She carefully checked through her bag, looking for any indication of surveillance equipment. Everything about it appeared to be a normal cloth bag. Plastic straps and zippers, wouldn’t even set off a metal detector. The map was plain paper, the compass seemed unaltered as far as she could tell. How were they finding the girls? She supposed the cameras recorded everything, but there didn’t seem to be any obvious way of passing the info to the boys. Yet another thing to talk with Nickie about. No sense stressing about it now. Anna snacked on some of her previsions, she still had a solid meal left and she was sure Nickie would come back with a good haul. The girl was quite used to foraging it seemed. She closed her eyes, and turned her face to the afternoon sun. The birds sang softly in the trees, the wind gently rustled the branches. She somehow felt more relaxed than she had in ages. She drifted off to sleep.

…

Nickie approached the rally point carefully, looking for any sign of Anna, or anyone else for that matter. The pickings were light around here, but she had enough for half a day easily, probably a full day if they rationed. With Anna’s remaining supply, that should get them through day 6, and they could just be a little hungry the last day. After that, they were in the clear. Nickie was looking forward to the night. She knew Anna didn’t think of herself as bi, but she seemed comfortable enough fooling around once the sun was down. Anna was interesting in bed, so scared to be touched, to enjoy herself, yet so assertive when she had gone to work on Nickie. The girl had to be in control. No, that wasn’t quite right. She was fine if the situation was out of her control, but she felt she needed to be in control of herself.

Nickie set down her bag. There was no sign of anyone. She sat down on a fallen tree and waited for her friend, wondering how long it could take to look for a way up the cliff. She hoped Anna was alright. The girl was prone to freezing up when surprised. Well, nothing to do but wait she thought. Nickie noticed a scrap of paper on the ground. It looked like a business card or something. Curiously, it was fresh, pure white, unweathered. Someone had been through recently. She leaned over the log to pick it up. Just as she snagged it, she felt the rope snap up from the ground, tightening around her wrists.

…

Anna woke with a start, at first unsure of where she was or what had roused her. Then she heard it again, the unmistakable sound of a girl struggling with someone. She peeked out of the blind and saw Nickie, bend over a fallen tree, wrists bound with a rope running back under the log. A boy was running up from behind her. He grabbed a handful of her shorts and began trying to yank them down over her hips. Nickie’s foot flashed out, catching him in the stomach and knocking him back. He kept his feet, but barely. He was still doubled over, trying to get his breath back. She took the opportunity to lift herself off the wood and regain her feet. Seeing the danger of his prey escaping, the boy grabbed the end of the rope and pulled it tight, causing her to double back over. Rather than approaching her directly again, her went sideways, keeping the rope taught and catching her feet. A few quick wraps and Nickie was bound, hand and foot, bent over the tree. He was doubled over too, still wheezing, trying to catch his breath from the earlier kick. Now that she was restrained, he seemed to be in no rush. He began running a hand over her back gently, as if in awe of her. She, on the other hand, simply glared at him. He dug around in his own pack for a moment, and produced a blanket.

“Lift up a bit, let me slide this under you,” he said, “I don’t want the bark to scratch you up.”

Still glowering, she complied, lifting her belly and chest up the few inches she could so he could slide the blanket between her skin and the rough wood. Anna noticed his hand lingered for a moment, cupping Nickie’s breast through her shirt. Nickie said nothing, but looked annoyed at the casual grope. Anna could also see a flush of excitement in her cheeks though. He began to caress her, running his hands over her back, slowing pushing up her shirt. She closed her eyes, obviously enjoying the touch even if she wouldn’t let it show to his face. Inch by inch, the shirt crept up, exposing her navel, then her ribs, then catching just below her breasts.

Anna knew she should do something to save her friend, but she couldn’t fight him off. If she had moved faster, she could have distracted him long enough for her to get free and overpowered him together, but now, her against him, one on one, she couldn’t.

He pulled the shirt over her head at last. It slid down her arms before catching on her bound hands. Her breasts hung down, nipples stiffening in the breeze. His hands cupped her breasts again, gently pinching her nipples, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to stimulate. At last, her returned to the waistband of her shorts, slowly, deliberately, he slid them down over her hips, past her ass, and at last revealing her pussy. He inhaled sharply at the sight of her, exposed, presented to him, dripping with desire that she would not admit. He just stared at her a moment.

“What, have you never seen a pussy before?” Nickie said irately.

“No,” he admitted, “It’s beautiful. you’re beautiful” he added.

She turned her head back forward, trying to hide the flash of satisfaction at the complement.

“Fucking goober. Well get a good look while you can.”

He placed his fingers on her labia and slowly spread her lips, exposing the pink flesh hidden between. He took his time, looking at her, the wetness dripping from her entrance down her lips to the soft pink bean poking out from its hood. He tentatively reached out a finger, brushing against her button, making her jump.

“What do you mean? We’re paired after this, aren’t we?”

“Maybe, but that doesn’t mean I’m gonna let you have your way whenever. I don’t even like guys,” Nickie lied, “they can’t lick a pussy like girls can.”

At this, dove in, lapping at her pussy enthusiastically. His inexperience was obvious, but after 5 days of pheromones, Nickie didn’t need much. She closed her eyes and held her breath, trying to hide her orgasm.

“Slow down there goober, girls are sensitive down there.”

“Did you come?”

“Yeah right,” she lied, “your tongue was flailing around like a dying fish. That’s not exactly a turn on”

Anna watched, fascinated as her friend berated the poor boy. She somehow seemed to be dominating him even as she lie tied and helpless before him. Anna couldn’t help herself, she slid down her shorts and began rubbing herself, ashamed at getting off to watching her friend’s rape. She tried to talk herself out of what she was doing

*I should be helping her (There’s nothing I can do)*

“Hey,” Nickie called to him, “How about you come around to the front. I’ll give you a blowjob to calm you down, then maybe you can find a girl who goes for guys.”

Amazingly, he took the bait. He dropped his shorts and walked around to her front. There it was. The first proper dick she had seen in person. She didn’t have much to compare it to, but there in the flesh, it looked huge. A thick, bulbous head on a rigid, veiny shaft. It looked hideous, yet somehow alluring. She wanted to run from it and throw herself on it all at the same time.

“Now don’t trust,” Nickie warned him, “I don’t want to choke. Just let me do the work”

She circled the cock with her tongue, teasing him slowly. She licked the underside from the base up to the head, planted a soft kiss upon the glans, then took him slowly into her mouth. He groaned as he felt the first real sexual contact with a woman in his life. Anna sawed her fingers back and forth along her cleft as she watched her friend’s head begin to bob on the turgin rod before her.

*She’s playing for time. She’s probably waiting for me. (I can’t risk it)*

He was starting to lose control, humping back gently against her mouth. Nickie seemed to sense him getting closer and picked up the pace, urging him to finish in her mouth and hopefully release no further defiled. The sensations from Anna’s own administrations were building, bringing her closer to climax

*She’s going to do it! She’s going to keep him out of her pussy! (what would it look like, that cock stretching her)*

He rocked forward a bit too hard, hitting the back of her throat. She spit the cock out her mouth, gagging at the intrusion. He stood there for a moment, dismayed that the stimulation had stopped. He circled back around to her back.

“I’m sorry,” he said, “I didn’t mean to hurt you”

He began rubbing himself against her pussy, trying to find her opening. Nickie looked panicked, her last hope fading as she coughed, trying to recover from choking on him.

“No,“ she pleaded, “come back around, I can finish”

Anna was on the brink now. She knew she should do something, but her body wouldn’t respond. This was her last chance to save her friend, but she was so close, just a few seconds more.

Finally, the boy’s probing member found it’s home. Between the slickness of the girls pussy and the cock still wet from her mouth, he slid in to the hilt in one stroke. Nickie’s eyes went wide, her mouth an O of surprise as her pussy was truly filled for the first time. Anna came, her whole body beginning to tense as her friend was deflowered. Nickie’s eyes caught Anna’s, suddenly realizing the girls was watching her. Anna burned with shame. Her friend had seen her fingering her own cunt instead of stopping her rape. The orgasm continued to roll over her as she waited for the look of betrayal to wash over Nickie’s face.

Instead, Nickie smiled softly at her. The boy began hammering roughly at her in his haste, the smile vanished at the discomfort.

“Slow down,” she told him, “let me get on top”

The boy was torn, wanting to believe her, yet hesitant to release her bonds. Nickie however, had been working on loosening her wrists the entire time, and pulled her hands free of the tangle of rope and shirt, turned, and pushed the boy gently down onto his back. As she stepped out of the ropes now pooled loosely around her feet, Anna wondered if she’s bolt. Instead, she kneeled over him, rubbing her pussy along his length.

“You’ve got to be gentle. Give me time to get used to you”

She aimed the tip of his cock at her entrance, then paused. She looked over her shoulder to where Anna hid, finger still rubbing small circles over her clit, and gave a wink. She brought her hips down, slowly, deliberately. Anna watched the head of the boys prick push against her, slowly splitting her open, pushing deeper and deeper. In seconds, Nickie was coming, holding him in her for a moment before continuing. Slowing she rocked up and down on him as Anna watched. She could see everything, the way her pussy stretched around the boy’s girth, the way her pussy lips pulled along his shaft when she lifted off him, the glistening of her juices dripping onto his balls. Anna’s hand picked up it’s pace again, eyes fixed on where the two were joined. Nickie brought the boy’s hands to her breasts, encouraging him to touch her. Nickie’s own hand dipped down, feeling the cock working its way in and out of her, rubbing her clit idly. Anna could see the boys balls beginning to rise as his excitement built. Nickie brought her feet under her, now squatting over him to open herself more fully. Every time she dropped her hips, the boy was lifting his to meet her. She would grind her clit against him the lift off for the next stroke. The two were breathing heavily now as they neared their finish. Anna was close again too, she knew the consequences of what was about to happen, the boy pushing deep into her friend’s unprotected womb. She tried to imagine what Nickie must be feeling, so full, so close. Nickie sank down again, orgasm rippling across her face. She held herself close to him, then Anna saw it, the boy’s cock was pulsing, flooding Nickie’s womb with lifegiving seed. Anna came again. All three remained still in post coital bliss. Nickie with the boy’s cock still plugging her pussy, laid her head down on her lover’s chest. Anna felt the guilt about what she had done creeping back. She had watched as her friend was raped. She came twice even as the boy impregnated her. What kind of person was she?

“Come on out, he’s safe now” Nickie called to her.

Anna stepped out, tears streaming down her face, “I’m so sorry, I don’t know why. I… I couldn’t do anything!” She sobbed.

Nickie pulled her close, buried the girls crying face in her breasts,

“Hush now, it’s ok,” Nickie said softly, “You just froze, that’s all”

“You… you’re not mad?” Anna asked hopefully

“Of course not. I knew you were kind of hopeless in a crisis when I met you. It would have been nice to be able to watch out for you a little longer though.”

The three stayed there for a while, coming to terms with what had happened. The boy’s name was Nick. Nick and Nickie, a funny pair they made. The boy was quite embarrassed about the whole situation and kept apologizing about what happened, his lack of stamina, poor skills, until finally Nickie turned to him.

“Shut up goober” There was no malice in her voice though. She gave hima soft kiss to quiet him down and got to work. There were three packs between them, and only Anna would need supplies. Nick and Nickie would be picked up shortly by staff and taken back to base. Anna would go on alone. There were enough provisions that food wouldn’t be a concern for the last 2 days, but most promising was the rope. It was quite possible Anna could use that to help her climb. This might be her ticket to safety. It was too late in the evening to set off now though. She would have to make camp and head off in the morning. They walked a short way off and took a dog leg just in case anyone else was watching the nightly captures. And recognized their position. They had just finished setting up camp when a small buggy pulled up to cart off the pair.

Anna was alone. She felt far more alone than during those long months of preparation. For the first time in months, she had a friend, someone she could talk to. Now that friend was gone. Anna settled in, pulled out Nickie’s tablet, and watched the days captures. There was little she was likely to learn at this point, but she hoped the titillation would at least distract her from the loss of her friend.

It worked too. She saw a boy tackle a girl, wrestling her to the ground. It looked like it was going to be another generic capture until his shorts came off. The boys tool was massive, terrifying and wonderful to behold. The boy himself was on the thin side, small, making the enormous rod seem almost comically disproportionate on him. The girl, seeing the thing, kicked him off her and ran in terror. Anna didn’t blame her. The monstrous cock would likely tear her apart. The girl was quicker than him and began to pull away. The boy tried to give chase, his heavy dong flapping painfully around as he ran after her. The girl kept looking back nervously, checking to make sure she was really safe from that thing.

Then she began to slow, stopped, turned around and shouted something to the boy. He stopped, maybe 20 feet away, The girl was still slowly backing away, but making no moves to resume running. Anna wished the recording had audio as the two silently conversed on the screen. Then, the boy laid down on the forest floor. The girl cautiously approached him, seemingly ready at any moment to bolt.

*My god, she wants to try it.* Anna thought to herself. She could kind of understand that some girls liked to push themselves size wise, but the girl was a virgin. They all were. Starting on something like that was insane. It was like throwing yourself into the deep end to learn to swim. The girl seemed far from sure about her decision as well. She reached out, brushed her hand against the monstrosity. The cock twitched and she jerked her hand back as if burned. Anna could see the fear in her eyes as she reached out again and wrapped her hand around the thing before her. Well, almost around. She began to gently stroke up and down the tool, staring raptly as she studied it. The boy it was attached to seemed forgotten. Her entire attention was on the manhood before her. She brought her lips to the head, jaw stretching to accommodate it, doing her best to take it into her mouth. She did her best to coat the beast in her saliva, working her hands up and down to spread the slickness down it’s length.

At last, she straddled him, and lowered herself onto him. Anna didn’t see how it could possibly fit. The thing looked freakishly large next to her tiny slit. She rubbed the head along her pussy, then positioned the head at her entrance. She pushed hard down on him, the massive head smashing against her pussy lips, trying to gain entry. Her face crinkled in pain as she worked to get the thing into her, but it was no use. She lifted back up, trying to recover from the effort. Her fingers worked small circles over her clit, trying to relax for the next attempt. She settled back down on the cock, took a deep breath, and pressed down again, trying to spread her labia out of the way to make room for the tip of the massive cock. There was no way the things was going to fit her Anna though. She lifted off again, but just for a moment. She pressed her pussy back down on the huge rob beneath her, then, incredibly, she began to part around him. She screamed in pain as the head ripped through her virginity. She stopped, panting, dripping with sweat at the exertion, the massive tool barely an inch inside her. She rubbed her clit, encouraging her pussy to adjust to the assault she was bringing to it, then slowly began to work up and down, just slightly. The boy just watched in astonishment as the girls pussy lips stretched lewdly around him. Tears of pain were streaming down her face, but she kept moving, each tiny thrust gaining a bit more depth, 3 inches now. She paused again, took a deep breath, lifted herself off of him, then slid painfully back down, now sinking deeper than before. After several more thrusts, he was finally buried completely inside her. She paused, impaled on the massive member, leaning against his chest as she tried to catch her breath and adapt to the thing inside her. She began to move slowly again, tears still running down her face, but she wore a look of determination now. She rode him carefully, trying to not injure herself. The boy reached down to rub her clit as she focused on supporting herself over him. She paused, a pulsing orgasm running through her body.

He let her work at her own pace, slow, grinding out orgasm after orgasm. He seemed stuck though, unable to get enough stimulation from her languid pace to reach his own climax. He ran his hands over her hips, urging her to move faster. Her hips continued their same slow pace her face awash with pleasure now. Growing frustrated, he finally rolled over on top of her, now on her back. She spread her legs wide for him as he repositioned himself. He pushed forward, splitting her slick pussy easily now, driving long strokes into her. While he wasn’t being rough, he wasn’t being nearly as cautious as she was. Despite the pain that showed in her face, she grabbed her knees and opened herself as fully as possible to his thrusts. He was close now, picking up his pace, driving whimpering moans from her as pushed deep into her center. She wrapped her legs around him, nails digging into her back as she came. Her contracting pussy sent him over the edge and he thrust forward once, hard, and held himself there, pushing towards her center as he emptied himself into her spasming womb. Anna came quickly watching them, knowing the girl was being bred. Knowing she herself might end up under a man in the next two days. Held down, ravaged, inseminated, claimed. She shook her head, trying to clear the intrusive thoughts from her mind. 2 more days. She could make it.

The next scene was familiar. She had watched it live earlier that day. There was Nickie, bound to a fallen tree, Nick caressing her, touching her, licking her, and eventually taking her. Anna was mercifully hidden by the camera angle. Her lack of control thankfully was not being broadcast the the entire complex. Her heart stopped as she stared at the screen. There was another face watching the coupling. There was a boy in the bushes watching as Nickie rode her partner toward orgasm. What was worse, he was also looking to where Anna had been hiding. He saw her. No doubt followed them as they set up camp. He could be out there right now, waiting for her to fall asleep.

Anna’s heart raced. She was alone, vulnerable, with a boy out there stalking her. She sat in the moonlight, ears straining for any snap of a twig, any rustle of leaves that could indicate an advancing adversary. As the hours dragged on, she fought to stay alert, the fading adrenaline rush fading into exhaustion. Her eyes burned dryly from peering into the night. Her skin prickled in the cool air.

From the shadows, a figure watched her unseen has her head began to nod, eyes driving shut. He watched as she slumped over in her shelter, fast asleep.

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